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By: Julie Cross | Other books by Julie Cross
Published By: St. Martin's Press
Published: Jan 17, 2012
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Tempest by Julie Cross - Romance>Fantasy

The year is 2009. Nineteen-year-old Jackson Meyer is a normal guy... he's in college, has a girlfriend... and he can travel back through time. But it's not like the movies – nothing changes in the present after his jumps, there's no space-time continuum issues or broken flux capacitors – it's just harmless fun.

That is... until the day strangers burst in on Jackson and his girlfriend, Holly, and during a struggle with Jackson, Holly is fatally shot. In his panic, Jackson jumps back two years to 2007, but this is not like his previous time jumps. Now he's stuck in 2007 and can't get back to the future.

Desperate to somehow return to 2009 to save Holly but unable to return to his rightful year, Jackson settles into 2007 and learns what he can about his abilities.

But it's not long before the people who shot Holly in 2009 come looking for Jackson in the past, and these "Enemies of Time" will stop at nothing to recruit this powerful young time-traveler. Recruit... or kill him.

Piecing together the clues about his father, the Enemies of Time, and himself, Jackson must decide how far he's willing to go to save Holly... and possibly the entire world.

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TUESDAY, AUGUST 4, 2009, 12:15 P.M.

"How far back should I go?" I asked Adam.
We kept a good distance between us and the long line of kids gathering around the polar bears.
"Thirty minutes?" Adam suggested.
"Hey, let that go!" Holly snatched the bag of candy one of the campers had swiped from a toddler's stroller and threw an exasperated look in my direction. "It'd be nice if you would actually watch your group of kids."
"Sorry, Hol." I scooped Hunter up before his kleptomaniac habits got any worse. "Hold up your hands," I told him.
He grinned a toothless smile and opened his chubby hands in front of my face. "See? Nothing."
"Let's keep it that way, all right? You don't need to take other people's stuff." I set the kid back down and gave him a shove toward the others, who were heading for the large stretch of grass reserved for campers having lunch at the zoo.
"Holly Flynn," I said, grabbing her hand and twining her fingers in mine.
She spun around to face me. "You have a soft spot for the klepto kid, don't you?"
I smiled at her and shrugged. "Maybe."
Her face relaxed and she tugged on the front of my shirt, pulling me closer before kissing my cheek. "So ... what are you doing tonight?"
"Um ... I've got plans with this really pretty blond chick." Except I couldn't remember what we had planned. "It's a ... surprise."
"You're so full of it." She laughed and shook her head. "I can't believe you forgot your promise to spend an entire evening with me reciting Shakespeare ... in French ... backwards. Then we were supposed to watch Titanic and Notting Hill."
"I must have been drunk when I said that." I glanced over Holly's shoulder before kissing her quickly on the mouth. "But I'll agree to Notting Hill."
She rolled her eyes. "We're supposed to go see that band with your friends, remember?"
A little girl from Holly's group tugged on her arm and pointed toward the bathroom. I darted around her before we could discuss my inability to make plans two weeks in advance and actually remember them two weeks later.
"Yo, Jackson, over here," Adam said, nodding toward a tree.
Time for precise and exact time-travel planning.
"Are you coming with us to see that band tonight?" I asked.
What I really wanted to know was if he remembered it.
"Um ... let's see. Spend an evening with your high school friends who, I've heard, are like a real-life version of Gossip Girl? Not to mention blowing an entire paycheck on an appetizer and a couple drinks?" He shook his head and smiled. "What do you think?"
"I see your point. How about we hang out in your and Holly's neighborhood tomorrow?"
"Sounds good."
"All right, on with it. I can't eat while smelling camel ass, so we might as well experiment now."
Adam tossed me my journal and threw a pen on top. "Write down your goal, because time travel without a goal is just—"
"Reckless," I finished for him, trying not to groan.
"The gift shop is right behind us. I've been watching for the last hour and the same girl's at the register."
"You've been checking her out, haven't you?"
Adam rolled his eyes and pushed his dark hair from his forehead. "Okay, so you set your stopwatch and then jump back thirty minutes. You go into the gift shop and do whatever it is you do so a girl remembers your name."
"It's called flirting," I said quietly so no one else would hear. Then I focused on writing my notes before Holly got back from the bathroom.
Goal: Test theory on someone who has no knowledge of the experiment.
Theory: Events and occurrences, including human interaction, while...

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